"So what if it is? Why can't you just agree and not find fault with others all the time?"

"All the time? Mr Bonoshi is running what we are going to do! We don't have a say in our band name, or the songs we sing, and who we're going to work with. The next thing you know they'll be telling us what to say during LIVE interviews! They are moving us like puppets, Sakura! Wake up and smell the coffee! We're just like puppets, "role models " of what young teenagers like us wish to be! Like pawns in a conspiracy!"

"Tomoyo! You are so paranoid!"

"Urgh..." both of them looked at each other and said in an irritated voice

"You make me SICK!" both of them shouted and walked off in the opposite direction.

"Just because that he day wasn't good so she blamed me on everything. It was all her fault that we had to spend the whole morning to record the song. Not just the whole morning. Into half the afternoon too. Just because she was distracted looking at LI SYAORAN. And being jealous coz I got to be the lead singer. Miss Takenaka didn't pick the wrong person. But how can she be so right? I also have the passion for music. Initially, i had to admit that joining the contest was just a ploy to get to know Li Syaoran and Eriol Hiiragizawa better, but then I have discovered that I LIKE singing. I actually LIKED singing. I thought that it was something that Tomoyo did so I joined in just to accompany her. I know my voice isn't as good but in terms of concentrating I'm better than her."Sakura was so mad she was fuming as she put her hands in her jeans pockets and kept kicking things which blocked her way.

"Sakura just lets people handle her like a puppet, she doesn't make any decisions on her own. It's just a facade, all the popstars that have made press conferences, all the songs they have sung. I wonder if there are any real people with real talent. She is always going with the flow. I should have just signed up to take part alone. I was jealous of her being the lead singer. She won't take over my career."Tomoyo's many thoughts were not expressed as much as Sakura's and she just continued walking, deep in thought.

"Bam!" their heads were bashed against the opposition and they looked up to face the other party. They glared at ecah other, eyes emitting flames. They contionued staring, face expressions twisted with anger and rage so much that they weren't even blinking. They continued, and laughed.

"I'm sorry!" they said admist their laughter.

"Well, I guess you were right about me not having a mind of my own and being obsessed with fame and stuff"

"Yeah but I was wrong, I mean, we can come to a compromise. WE don't have to do everything Mr Bonoshi says."

A few days later, at the recording studio...

"omae ni aitai
kimochi o kakushita
sabishii to tamerau koto naku
ietara
mayonaka no kodoku ni mezameru
koto nado nai noni
akuseru
fumikomunda taba-argh!" Tomoyo shrieked. "I just can't get this part right.I keep fumbling over the words."

Sakura put down her guitar and sighed. "It's okay, Tomoyo.Try again. I have trouble with that too."

"Hey!" one of the guys in charge said. "We've been recording and re-recording. Did you get this song right in the first place?"

"It's of no use, Jack," Sakura said. "You just give us the song, and when we said that we wanted to write and play instruments, you gave us this. We want to use our own. What's the point of singing something we don't mean? We can't even feel those emotions. God, we don't have a boyfriend yet!"

"Tell that to Mr Bonoshi." Jack waved his hand dissmissively.Tomoyo rolled her eyes.

"Mr Bonoshi?" Tomoyo knocked but there was no answer."Mr Bonoshi?" Sakura tried for Tomoyo.

"Urgh. I thought that guy was around 24/7," said Sakura as she strained her ears to listen and Tomoyo followed suit.

"Yea, Miss Takenaka, I'm asking you to put ZA as the best brand of cosmetics. I know. ZA's CEO clinched a deal with me so we have to put that down and say that denim mini skirts are out of date. Yes, yes, I know you're in charge of fashion but.... Oh, all right! Tell them that the newest word that everyone is saying is wicked instead of cool, are you taking that down? That's it for the sublimal track in Graffiti Diva's and Midnight Machine's CD. Uh huh. Uh huh. Bye!"

"Oh my gosh Sakura! Did you hear that?" Tomoyo said, her lovely big purple eyes widening.

"Oh gosh! No wonder everyone loves F4, the Chinese pop group! They are inderting sublimal tracks into the music to make people like us!" Sakura's eyes were welled up with tears."I wanted to be famous the honest way. But I-I guess-"

"Sssssssshhhh." Tomoyo said. "Don't cry. Let's remember what we're here for. Be strong."

"Mr Bonoshi?" Tomoyo asked, knocking the door.

"What?" He asked, expecting to be staring at a person sround his height but then looked down at the two teenagers who were waiting for him to notice them "Oh. It's you. The divas." Sakura was silent while Tomoyo went all business-like.

"Mr Bonoshi. We have to talk to you about something." Tomoyo's voice was stern and her purple eyes were now in a rich shade of purple, showing that she was not to be trifiled with.

"Come in, Daidouji-san, Kinomoto-san." he gestured into his posh office, with the air conditioner blowing so hard in their faces."I just have the latest idea to change your names!"

"Huh?" asked Tomoyo and Sakura, ensure of what to react.

"Yes! A lot of English artists do that. Eminem is Marshall Mathers, you know..." Mr Bonoshi was getting more excited. "Tomoyo will be Nobudou Murasaki and Sakura will be Adazakura Cheriipinku."

Both of them could feel sweat drops forming at the back of their heads.

"Mr Bonoshi, there is another matter that we would like to bring to you attention." Tomoyo was trying her best to be calm. "We would really like to write and play our own music. We simply cannot cope with singing oethr peoples songs. So can we? We have tried working with other people's songs and we have realised that we need a lot of mental power, not just the power of the voice to sing."

Mr Bonoshi's face immediately got red."I can create you, make you become a big star, but I can also crush you, put you in cold stroage for the rest of the next few years of your contract. What would it be ladies?"

Tomoyo squirmed. She wasn't used to this. "Mr Bonoshi, we are people, not pawns to be used, for your information. We also have a right to have our say-"

"If you look at the contract." Syaoran and Eriol burst in, with Syaoran just standing there for "decoration", arms folded."We have heard of the name change, Mr Bonoshi,"Eriol was saying things the way Tomoyo did and threw her a sideways glance but she didn't notice and he continued. "Let's just have our freedom, okay?"

"Sure," said Mr Bonoshi menacingly."Sure. I can create you, a star, and I can crush you."he repeated and Eriol dragged Tomoyo, who dragged Sakura, out of the office. Syaoran just rolled his eyes and strode out.

"Thanks for er... you know, helping us back there." Tomoyo graciously thanked Syaoran and Eriol, like her mother taught her. Syaoran shrugged while Eriol smiled.

"Hai." Sakura followed. "Arigato.I'm so sick of recording songs that we don't mean but I guess it's back to the grind."

"Not necessarily so." Syaoran smirked, silent all the while. "At times like these Eriol and I skip work and go take a drive to someplace else to have fun."

"Nani?" Sakura said.

"Yea."Syaoran said.

"What about Mr Bonoshi? He said that he could create us and destroy us."Syaoran looked into Sakura's eyes and said, "Let's go, and not care about what he says. Empty threats." Tomoyo Daidouji was getting more and more jealous, with purple sparks leaping from her eyes.Little did they know that Eriol was missing. He appeared in front of them in a few minutes, just as Syaoran and Sakura were enjoying a conversation.

"Do you want to go or not?" Eriol asked cheerfully. "Daidouji-san, you chariot awaits." he grinned enigmatically and his eyes twinkled through the blue tinted sunglasses that he wore.Sakura practically jumped in the back seat as Syaoran pulled open the car door. Tomoyo slipped into the front, next to Eriol.There was a flash, and the car took off.

"Shiiro Sands." the sign read as Eriol parked.

"We better hide. I know some crazy fans who like to chase us twenty-four seven." Syaoran said. They ran out of the car, and onto the beach. They ran and ran till they came to the rock and Syaoran hoisted Tomoyo and Sakura up but Eriol was having trouble getting up.

"Hey no fair Syaoran! You take care of the pretty ladies while Im struggling here!" Eriol said.

"It's not my fault if they are very piao liang" Syaoran countered. (Piao liang = pretty in chinese.) He said this pervent embarrassment, but there was a noticeable hint of redness in his cheeks

"I hate it when you speak in Chinese!"

Syaoran stuck out his tongue like a little boy. "Serves you right for not wanting to learn but singing to the han yu pinyin."

Eriol eventually made it and when he did, Sakura and Tomoyo gave him one final hoist so he could sit on the rock. The girls turned wround to look at the shining shimmering sea and gasped in awe.

"It's beautiful." she gushed at the sea, which was now the same colour as her eyes while Tomoyo was speechless.

"It's a place to sit and chill, and vent out our frustrations," Syaoran explained, making a loud "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh!" while Sakura and Tomoyo covered their ears.

"Feels great," he remarked.

"You must hate Baka Bonoshi then." Sakura said.

"Baka? oh we call him Bastard Bonoshi." Syaoran said. "You try."

"I don't have any frustrations, but I'll just to it.'' Sakura said. "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhh!"she shrieked.

"The effects would be better if there was an echo." Syaoran said and all of them nodded in agreement.

Syaoran jumped off from the ledge and into the water while Sakura panicked and fell in as well. It was a good thing that both could swim. Tomoyo, who was jealous, aimed herself at Syaoran and jumped, on purpose, dragging Eriol down as well. All of them had a spontaneous field day at the beach, playing with sand and collecting seashells. And of course, Sakura and Syaoran flirting dangerously at each other while Syaoran was trying to catch Sakura.

"Face it Syaoran! You can't catch me! Admit it, I'm better at running than you!" Sakura teased.

"No way! I'm going to-" Just as he said taht, he managed to catch Sakura by hugging her. "Let go of me, you perv!" she yelled.

"Nuh-uh. Not after what you said." He grinned wildly and carried her, with her legs draped over his left arm and back against his right.

"Let me go!"

"Splash!" Syaoran had dumped Sakura in the water and she was motionless.

"Hehe. Serves you right for saying that, Sakura." Syaoran smirked. "Sakura? Sakura?"

"Ppfffffft!" she said, spitting water at him and stuck her tongue out childishly. "Serves YOU right for doing that!"

Eriol and Tomoyo who were talking in the corner even stopped to watch and laughed at how juvenile they were acting.

"Syaoran hadn't been lilke this." Eriol was shaking his head.

"Why? Split personality disorder?" Tomoyo asked.

"Nah. He wasn't as cheerful as this before. Seems like Sakura has that kind of effect on him."

Tomoyo felt that someone had used her heart as a punching bag.

"Daidouji-san?" Eriol saw what had happened.

"I'm okay." she put on a poker face and went to join Sakura and Syaoran who were in a water-cum-seaweed fight.

"Hmmm..."Eriol wondered, disapointed at his chance with Tomoyo.

(A/N. Okay, first time that i'm actually writing chapters and posting them properly. so called. anyway. i know i'm making the progress very boring and slow and i've entended my standard chapter size so yeahh. if u want you can R+R. me thinks Tomoyo is really OOC!)